Here and there were clumps of soapweed.
"Arizona Nights" by Stewart Edward White
The Pacer took alarm at half a mile, and led his band away out of sight on the soapweed mesa to the southeast.
"Wild Animals I Have Known" by Ernest Thompson Seton
On either side of a faint trail rose the dreary, angling grotesques of the cactus, and the dried and dead stalks of the soapweed.
"The Ridin' Kid from Powder River" by Henry Herbert Knibbs
We dragged the soapweeds under cover and lit a fire with difficulty.
"The River and I" by John G. Neihardt
Then he stooped and pointed to a clump of soapweed, and idly broke off a bit of another bush, handing it to her.
"The Man of the Desert" by Grace Livingston Hill
Up near the summit of Soapweed Ledge, which met Crosby at right angles, he saw three figures advancing single file.
"Ross Grant Tenderfoot" by John Garland